𝖱𝖨𝖢𝖧𝖬𝖠𝖭
𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯, 𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨
bang chan x fem!reader x han jisung
» friends to lovers, threesome, dom!chansung, sub!reader. [1.4k]
after a night out your bestfriends are tired of you parading around other guys, why do you need another man when you have two right here?
contains .ᐟ.ᐟ › oral (m rec), unprotected sex, car sex, doggy and missionary, cumming inside, belly bulge mentioned, cervix kissing, throat fucking, head pusher sung, exhibitionism, lowk kinda meandom chan, reader is a crybaby
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You, Chan and Jisung met in college, you were all in the same major and clicked instantly.
Bonding over deadlines and late nights in the campus' studio.
You like to believe the friendship is strong — platonic, a testament that boys and girls can truly just be friends.
Choosing to ignore the way they both exist around you, the soft touches that linger seconds too long. Times when hugs between you when their hands were dangerously low.
You were celebrating — Jisung finished a track hes been trying to nail for weeks, calling for celebratory drinks!
The night was going perfect — drinks, dancing, all sorts of things.
All of their friends were there, Felix, Seungmin —
Hyunjin.
Hyunjin who you may have drunkenly hooked up with once.
But its in the past! You've spoken about it and chose to forget about it.
Chan and Jisung seemingly haven't.
When you first told them about it they were pissed, rightfully so, — now whenever you're near Hyunjin they suddenly act like your personal bodyguards who know no boundaries.
A sudden hand snaking around your waist — chaste kisses pressed to your cheeks, Jisung's fingers looped through your belt loop pulling you to his side, Chan's hand going dangerously close to your ass.
You may not be the smartest but you are not oblivious.
Poor Hyunjin is though.
And one thing you absolutely love to do is tease your best friends.
You can feel their eyes staring daggers into you from across the bar, glancing back when you stand dangerously close to Hyunjin, whispering in his ear.
Only after you drag Hyunjin to the dance floor do they actually intervene.
Pulling you out of the bar, making up an excuse of you being drunk when you haven't had a lick of alcohol, tonight at least.
You don't even try to complain — you can feel the tension as soon as you step into the car, Chan's grip on the wheel tight, his knuckles turning white nearly.
Jisung's leg is bouncing, the usual cheeky grin on his face vanished, staring ahead at the long empty road ahead.
You don't know what to do or say, not expecting them to act like this — maybe get a little annoyed but this was another level.
The sight of them in front of you, pissed — arguably jealous, whether they deny it or not — fuck its turning you on.
You cant help but clench around nothing — squeezing your thighs together — trying to relieve any of the heat between your legs, failing miserably.
You assume its just gonna be an awkward drive home — that they will end up acting like this never happened like they always do, like how they always play off their jealousy and protectiveness and say its normal and friendly.
Then your phone buzzes.
Hyunjin.
The buzzing makes the whole car go scarily quiet, which is a mammoth task considering it was already quiet — but every outside sound, the engine buzzing, the birds outside — it all mutes.
The ringing fills the car for a minute before you answer instinctively.
"Hyune?"
The boys cant hear what hes saying — a faint recognition of his voice registering
A moment passes before Jisung reaches back and snatches your phone from you. Before you cant even protest Chan is pulling over to a deserted part of the road.
"You think you can just — fuck think that you can be a slut around Hyunjin and let you get away with it?" Chan's hips crash against yours — his cock pounding into your swollen cunt.
You try to moan but its just muffled — your mouth stuffed with Jisung's cock in front of you.
Jisung's back is pressed against the window — the whole car hot, windows fogged up, Your fingers digging into Jisung's thighs as Chan pounds into you from the back, his fingers digging into your hip, sure to leave a mean bruise tomorrow.
Every so often a car runs past — you can barely process it — feeling so incredibly full — Jisung's thick cock heavy in your mouth, the tip hitting the back of your throat every time Chan's hips meet yours.
"You — think H-hyunjin can fuck you like this, sweetheart?" Chan words come out shaky and out of breath, his pace never wavering — his hands all over you, keeping you in place for him and Jisung, completely malleable under them.
Jisung lets out a guttural moan, his hips thrusting up, pushing his cock further in your mouth, watching as tears fall from your eyes.
It's all too much — the sensation of Chan fucking into you — his cock hitting that gummy spot with insane precision , and Jisung whining and groaning under you — the taste of his cock filling all your senses.
Your whimpers muffled by Jisung's cock — the vibrations only droning him on — his fingers lacing through your hair, pushing your head down further onto his cock.
The action makes you clench hard around Chan — pulling a string of curses from him. His hand kneading the plush of your ass, soothing the previous red marks.
Your nail's dig into Jisung's thighs — the pain pulling a pathetic groan from him, bucking his hips deeper into your mouth, your tongue pressing on the sensitive vein of his cock only pulling more sweet sounds out of him. Looking up at him with your glossy eyes — your cheeks tear stained only makes him go even crazier.
Chan can feel you clenching around him, your legs basically useless at holding you up — relying on Chan to keep you up, His pace only growing rougher and meaner — your tight cunt sucking him in with every thrust.
You cant say that your about to cum but he can tell — your whines growing louder and broken.
"You wanna cum, sweetheart?" He says in a faux concerned tone, his actions the opposite.
You can barely process his words, moaning on Jisung's cock in response.
"Not till we say, angel." Your whole body giving out — the denial only making you crave it even more.
Jisung's close — you can feel him twitching in your throat — his hand pushing your head down onto his cock, fucking your mouth.
"Taking it — shit, so well, princess — gonna swallow it okay, gorgeous?" Jisung's words come out breathless, barely holding on. His orgasm comes crashing as you moan around his cock.
Jisung's thrusts into your mouth halt as his cum shoots down your throat — the warm liquid coating your throat.
Suddenly Chan's hand presses on the back of your neck, holding onto it — pulling you off Jisung's cock. Jisung takes no time to flip you over onto your back, your head resting on his thighs, his finger immediately going to your tits. His thumb grazing over your nipples briefly before twisting on the sensitive buds, pulling on them.
The sudden change of position only makes Chan go deeper in your gut, his tip grazing over your cervix with every deep thrust, His palm presses on your stomach over the visible bulge created from him in you.
Your orgasm is so close — you can barely even process anything but the intense pleasure and the denial of it — Chan's pounding into your pussy and the tight coil in your cut is the only thing you are even registering.
"Look, Channie — she looks so much better when stuffed full of us — mouths open begging for my cock again." Jisung's voice hangs in the air — you barely even hear his mocking words, letting out a pathetic whimper in response only making him flick on your nipples.
A deep broken groan escapes from Chan — the sound of skin slapping echos in the car, the whole vehicle shaking from how hard hes pounding into you.
"You wanna cum, sweetheart? Who do you belong too — fuck, who does this pussy belong too, say it and we'll let you cum, yeah?"
Desperate incoherent pleas escape your lips but that's not enough — Chan's not taking that as an answer, neither is Jisung.
"Cmon, angel you can do better than that —" Jisung's voice is laced with a condescending tone.
"please — you!! Both of y-you — all yours — mphh!" Your voice cracks — your throat sore and voice broken, Chan mumbles something under his breath you cant make out.
"Thats it — cum for us, that's it— good girl." Chan drags it out, your orgasm ripping through you at his words, clenching around his cock — whimpering and mumbling nonsense.
The feeling of you creaming all around his cock sends Chan over the edge — his thrusts growing sloppy and lacking any sense, his cum shooting into your pussy — fucking it deeper into you and through your orgasm.
His cock stays inside you, you can feel him thick and heavy inside you still when Jisung reaches over for the console grabbing your phone bringing it back to you.
"Enjoy the show Hyune?"
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